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Letters from the Desert – 6 Jan, 2433

by Kimberley • March 27, 2014 • Comments Off on Letters from the Desert – 6 Jan, 2433

Dear Serena,

We stopped to trade at a small settlement on the edge of the salt plains. It was still desert but that transition zone type where things grow in the red dirt. Fly says there’s more groups up in the mountains; humans living in the frontiers between nations.

There was this girl named Dora. Tall, strong. Reminded me a little of you, the same dark hair and almond eyes. Her skin is darker and she’s probably got three inches on you. You wouldn’t have known this girl wasn’t all human. Turns out, she’s half-fury. I don’t even know how that works. She said the Deevas know ways. I didn’t ask too many questions about her parents. I just hope a giant scorpion wasn’t involved because, eww. I wonder what a genetic scan would show.

Dora asked if I was one of the Furies. She seemed only a little surprised I was just an ordinary human. It seems they sometimes take in strays and pilgrims.

“So which are you?” she asked.

“Just a stray,” says I.

I’m not sure she believed me.

Anyway, Dora and I spent some time talking while Fly negotiated with the storekeeper. I asked her about those stories of Joaquin’s, told her a couple of them. She said they sounded true enough. She says she’s been to the Deevas’ complex. When I asked where it was, she said that Fly would show me when I was ready.

“Ready for what?” I ask.

“To ask your question,” she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Then she walked off, smiling mysteriously.

I don’t have a question. I didn’t even flippin’ know that the Deevas were real. Still don’t – just the word of a stranger. Well, and Joaquin. He believed.

So what would you ask?

We’re joining a small caravan travelling south along the mountains. Dora is leading them and they seemed happy for the company.